Archive for December, 2010

Christmas Givers

Friday, December 24th, 2010

The first Christmas Giver was God our Father. The Gift? The Word of God become flesh. The Reason? To show the way to peace with God and make that way possible. Welcome Jesus!

The Second Christmas Giver was Saint Nicholas, bishop of the early church. The gift? Three small sacks of money. The Reason? Dowry for three daughters of a poor parishioner. Tenderly placed into their stockings, that were hung up by the fireplace with care to dry.

Another Christmas there was Santa Claus. The gift? Promises of gifts to all good boys or girls. The reason? A turn of the 20th century marketing ploy to increase year end sales.

And lastly? The real Santa Claus? The gift? Everything with a bottle of Coke to wash it all down. The reason? All things do go better with coke. Don’t be fooled. The real Santa has a coke in his right hand… always!

The Real Santa Claus

And Absolutely finally… Santa Clones. The gift? What actually gets put under the tree. The reason? Santa can’t get to the global market economy without help from parents.

So there you have it. A snapshot of Christmas. Just remember… without the first there would be no reason to celebrate this season.

Merry Christmas!

My First Car

Saturday, December 18th, 2010

I remember a time when I was two, about to turn three. I was sitting in my red car. The old type with the back and forth power peddles. When I pumped my plump little legs I could achieve a blistering pace. Almost, almost I could keep up with my dad walking down the street. Oh, blistering pace? If I kept it up my heels would blister. I was always striving to achieve a new land speed record. Never quite making it.

Then one day I equipped my car with a kinetic initiator drive. Wow! Such speed! Of course this kinetic initiator drive, K.I.D. for short, was my best friend and neighbour Ernest Greenwald. He would get behind my little red car and when I said go he would unleash massive power. The peddles by my feet would rattle so fast I would have to keep my feet off of them. I traveled for three hot rods. (For those of you not brought up in with the imperial measurement system that’s about fifteen meters in length.) An impressive distance for a drag race.

driving my first little car aided by a friend


Of course to be fair we would swap positions so both of us could share the thrill and excitement of high speed racing. Yup, white knuckled driving as we accelerated to almost three miles per hour. Again, that would be five kilometers per hour for the imperially challenged. Simple pleasures for simple times. It also was good practice for my first real car that needed a really big K.I.D. to push start the car.

Now I am older and drive a much better car. Yet sometimes I long for my first love. It just seemed to be so much grander.

Depression = Inertia

Friday, December 10th, 2010

Life is like physics!

My body at rest…

tends to stay at rest unless acted upon by an equal and opposite force. My God (who is greater than my circumstance) and my wife (who is greater than me) πŸ™‚

My body in motion…

tends to stay in motion unless acted upon by an equal and opposite force. Satan (who is not that great) and my life circumstance (which is too often grating) πŸ™

Need more πŸ™‚ and less πŸ™